Author: briancollapsing

last night i watched rushmore with some of my pals here, and i absolutely love that movie no matter how many times i see it. you know one of the reasons i think i love it so much? this isn’t the only reason by far, but something i noticed, is that the movie isn’t afraid to take it’s time. it’s only an hour and a half, but seems like longer, because of the slow, deliberate pace of the film. but it’s good, because it makes everything stand out that should, and it draws you (well, me) into the characters, and it’s much more moving and sentimental that way. i love it. and bill murray is a genius, as i’ve said before. when he’s talking to miss cross on the playground about max, then afterward starts walking away and for no reason at all breaks into a sprint — well i laugh at that every single time.

i got a nice “hello” from another blogging brian whose page is very good, so thank you and hello to you too. i love bipolar.

i have an interview today to work in the “business link” office on campus today, being an office assitant while they set up internship programs and mentorships for business students and whatnot. i’m very interested to see if i can get this or not, because i could probably use the seven dollars an hour. but i have no clue if there are even any other people interviewing for this position, or if was the first one to respond to the listing, or what. if i go in and there are a dozen other people there i may have to turn the charm up a few notches because i like looking for jobs even less than i’ve liked even my worst job. but i have a few hours until then so i’m gonna hit the reading then go hang out with my buddies for a few hours. oh, and the weather here this week is perfect — not hot, not cloudy, gentle breeze, no humidity — and if it was every anything besides perfect, this would really stand out as a beautiful day. but perfect isn’t so great when that’s all you ever get, after a while.

i miss rain.

oh, how i’m trying to get to hear as much of sarah’s show as possible, but it’s harder when it starts at ten a.m. because of the time zone change, and i’m a lazy bastard that doesn’t arise until eleven! but i’m trying and so far it’s been grand.

roommate number four, crazy dave, should be coming this afternoon or evening, and mike has to move the rest of his stuff out of his van into our apartment today, and me? well i have to hope the two dollars in my wallet can last me until i get some more money from somewhere, someday.

and today is officially move in day for all the people that didn’t live here all summer, so it’s gonna be a big commotion around the building all day, i’m sure. maybe we’ll have some cool new building-mates, or maybe more noisy shmucks like last year! as if it matters… this year we have an apartment on the front of the building facing the street instead of the back of the building facing the back wall of another building ten feet away. and this means i have to purchase a water balloon slingshot if ever i’ve had to purchase anything. i’ll just put it on the list of “school supplies”. look out, pedestrians! one wrong move and we will rain terror from above! and all my apartment mates are engineers that’ve had numerous physics classes, so they probably know just what sort of angle and velocity we’re gonna need to nail you with our swift justice!

i think you know what time it is. (bagle time?)

shopping carts with FOUR rotating wheels instead of just the front two? you’ve got to be kidding! that’s ludicrous! i tell you, there’s something wrong with that country.

so my friend dom came back from his week in illinois today, which is good, because i love dom. we spent a lot of the evening playing the “watch music videos on mtv and mtv2 and point out exactly why they suck so much” game for a few hours. and every now and then some good stuff comes on (i really like the recent new order song “crystal”, for example), but mostly it’s validating our hatred for bands like linkin park and any rapper whose stage name starts with “li’l” by going into detail over their lack of talent, overly melodramatic “i’m in so much pain” lyrics — i.e. every new hard rock band — and so on. it’s actually a lot of fun. and i figure you have to know your enemy, so this is a good reason to say with full confidence that popular music almost entirely makes me want to vomit. we did see some decent stuff, like a good pharcyde song, so at least 8% or so isn’t downright awful. but in this world, based on my experience, that’s not really too bad a percentage.

(oh, and my roommate just showed up about 30 minutes ago also. how keen!)

lonely days at home don’t provide a whole lot to talk about, although i did discover a new link to this page. so thank you, collapsing friend #5. or maybe it’s #6. something like that. thanks all the same for including me. your page is good. and his link says collapsing which is good, because (although any link is good) links that say “two points” make me think of sports for some reason, which don’t quite convey the right mood for this blog. i think. of course maybe the bulk of what i write could just be one big metaphor for a pep talk from a coach to his team in the bottom of the ninth, or after the two minute warning, or during the last time out left with no fouls to give in the fourth quarter of the playoffs.

but i like to think of what i write as one big metaphor to be used for a talk after your team loses from the players to the coach, saying hey, it’s just a game, for fun. entertainment, see? it doesn’t matter who won, as long as we had a good time. and we did, didn’t we coach? didn’t we have a few good laughs, make a few memories, whether or not we won the game?

because there will always be other games, right?

i left my bleed american cd at work before i left, so of course that means i want to listen to it right now because i can’t. hopefully they’ll send it to me soon like i asked, but by then i probably won’t necessarily want to listen to it as badly. doesn’t that just figure.

i can’t say that i mind terribly getting to sleep until 10:45 on a tuesday. but get this: i could do it ever tuesday (and thursday) until next semester, because class doesn’t start until 12:30 on brian’s schedule. that’s pretty excellent.

finished unbearable lightness of being last night, and i really liked it a lot. it touched on so many ideas in a very touching way. and i like being touched as well as touching so it was pleasant to read. i’m going to start american gods in a matter of minutes and i’m excited because neil gaiman is unbelievable. i’m sure i won’t be disappointed.

nothing much else on the menu for today, except roomie mike is arriving in the funk mobile tonight sometime. that should be fun! mike’s a crazy and fun guy, and a pretty good roommate. it’ll be nice having him back. but that means i can’t just leave my posters sitting on his bed anymore waiting to be hung on the walls. my kingdom for some duct tape, these posters must be hung!

but before anything else, i think it’s that time again. that’s right, bagel time.

took care of everything important i had to do today, so no i CAN be jibba jabberin’.

don’t have much to say just yet though. i did get a nice package from my sweet mother though with cookies and a new book and other stuff. i’m very excited to finish my current book and start the new book. so excited, i might just get down to that right now.

i know it’s not like me to not post until this late in the day, but sometimes there are more important things to do. have no fear though, the page won’t be going down after all. thank heavens.

and, it turns out today was the last day of work for me too. the final wrap up: i learned a lot and will definitely take my experience with me on into the future. thank you, everyone involved, for being decent people, giving me a chance, and being the coolest bosses i’ve ever had. try not to miss me too much and i’ll do the same…(snif snif…)

but i still have important things i need to take care of so i can’t be jibba jabberin’ right now. later, definitely, but not right now.

from unbearable lightness of being:

all this time he was sitting up in bed and looking at the woman who was lying beside him and holding his hand in her sleep. he felt an ineffable love for her. her sleep must have been very light at the moment because she opened her eyes and gazed up at him questioningly.

“what are you looking at?” she asked.

he knew that instead of waking her he should lull her back to sleep, so he tried to come up with an answer that would put the image of a new dream in her mind.

“i’m looking at the stars,” he said.

“don’t say you’re looking at the stars. that’s a lie. you’re looking down.”

“that’s because we’re in an airplane. the stars are below us.”

“oh, in an airplane,” said tereza, squeezing his hand even tighter and falling asleep again. and tomas knew that tereza was looking out of the round window of an airplane flying high above the stars.

could anything be sweeter than that? i can’t possibly follow that up with anything worthwhile of my own. maybe tomorrow.

oh, i get it…about the BUSH, like australia! you know i didn’t get that the first time i heard it because i’m not as sharp as i try to make people think i am.

hopefully, i’m sharper. but i just missed it this time. blog on josh! i’m glad you are writing.

so far i’ve done only a lot of non-exciting things this weekend, but in a good way. i’m just in that sort of mood i guess, where staying home and listening to music and not really doing anything sounds just perfect. and i slept until 11:30 today, which was perfectly okay with me. i was pretty sleepy, and there’s no reason to hurry and wake up so i can sit around idly. my cd’s and the book i’m reading aren’t going anywhere without me. and that’s as it should be i think.

coming up is the last week of work for the summer, and part of me is looking forward to it, if only because who knows what could happen the last week. it’ll be interesting i’m sure. but also sort of strange to not see those people again, maybe ever, but at least not four whole work days every week. i’m sure i’ll miss them sometimes in the way you miss anyone who you knew and liked but never quite grew to be great friends with. you know, think of them now and then, wonder how they’re doing, and smile at this or that thing they did that you remember. all complaining aside it wasn’t a terrible way to spend my summer and it’s been worthwhile, which is more than i can say about all of my past summer jobs. but i can save this wrap-up commentary after i’ve really wrapped it up, so for now it’s bagel time.

wait a second, i can’t buy any more school supplies because i don’t have any money. i could only buy them if i bought them from the campus bookstore and put it on my fee bill, but that isn’t enough motivation to pay twice what i’d pay at office depot for a binder with an ugly school logo on it instead of a handsome plain one. guess i won’t get my hands on any of those sweet index cards or roller ball black ink pens until later this week. ah well.